They are dead They are fuckin' dead By my shaking hands Guided by will of a God that you always respected Inside these walls full of disease They love the smell of misery The burning flesh fused on the steel Reveals the worst of human being They want more! They want more! They want more to kill! Frantic slaughter! Deflorating! Precious! Bodies! I will violate! Frantic slaughter! Deflorating! Precious! Bodies! it fuckin' Grotesque! Chapter! Of human! Carnage! Human cattle Becomes faithless vision Pictures of deprivation A senseless act of vengeance Vultures fly over your carcass A sign of the end of a life When your God decides to go blind Chaos will reign, in the blink of an eye The purpose of life was never been told Because we all lie to ourselves When your God decides to go blind Inside these walls full of disease They love the smell of misery The burning flesh fused on the steel Reveals the worst of human being